I was working on my motorcycle and towards the end needed a ride out to test the work but I also felt a bit peckish.

I went over to my localish subway on the bike and in my scruffy bike working clothes, Put the helmet on a table then ordered my chicken Teriyaki. with Olives, tomato and Lettuce with a drizzle of honey mustard...Lush.

As I turn around towards the table after paying (it is a small subway) there is a young couple with two kids and no tables left, I offer the one I was going to go to, remove the crash helmet and go outside.

They have no tables or chairs outside, so just around the corner from the door, I sit their on the concrete path unwrapping my sub, legs crossed in my dirty clothes and an old couple go past and throw a pound in my lap